I lost my way
I lost my way
And I don't know
And I don't know

My heart
Is like a hammock filled with a snow
On a television show
Like Marilyn Monroe
And her electronic glow
In a bottle of Bordeaux
Floating on a sea
Of all I've ever seen
And Messianic dreams
And histrionic memes
And all I'll ever be
And strawberry ice cream

I lost my way
I feel numb
I feel old
I feel dumb

I need to eat
I need a drink
I need a hug
But I can't blink

I'm scared I'll miss
The very moment that I'm in
I want to take it on the chin
But I am diving deep within
The water in which we all swim
The personalities and tricks
All the chains and all the whips
And the dreams of clipper ships
All the fish and all the chips

I lost my way
Tomorrow seems so far away
I start to question how I see
And how I become another person who feels a million miles from where they're supposed to be

I feel like shit
Is this it?
I'm a ruin
What am I doing?
What makes me me?
Can I be free?
Or I am destined to be spinning on a pin upon a thumb of destiny
How can that be?
It's must be me

And then I see
And then I see

It's not what I want that matters
But what I need

What I want
Fizzing like an lozenge
That you spat onto the grass
The peal of orange tyres
As they burn the underpass

What I need
Is a seed I can plant and oversee
Something sacred as a fire
Something tiny as a pea
Something that's beyond desire
Something meaningful and free
Something delicate and beautiful
Even if it's just to me

And now I see
And now I see
And now I don't
Only if I won't
But that's not me

I will be free

I will succeed

I will give
And I will live
In a place
With just one face
Where there is no admission fee

I will be free

I'll be a fucking florist
If it means happiness to me
And you can love or hate me for it
But I will be me

This is the truth
This is just true
I'll just do me
You just do you

And through
Individuality
We will be free